The house is all rather chaotic at the moment and it’s all a bit weird.
The bathroom renos are going well, and hopefully – hopefully – by the end of today, most of the loud, dirty, dusty, invasive destructive bits of the job will be finished.
But at the moment, all the loud, dirty, dusty, invasive destructive bits of the job are continuing apace.
The beagle wasn’t doing so well, and so we took her back to the vet yesterday. He decided that she should stay with them overnight, and so we woke to a beagleless house this morning. It feels very empty, and it’s odd not seeing a hopeful face pop around the corner each time you open the fridge.
More positive news this morning is that she has apparently rallied a little overnight, and even eaten some chicken. This is great news, because she hasn’t been eating much at all this week, and as I mentioned:
Beagles will eat 24/7 if you will allow them, but a sick or unhappy beagle will not eat, and when that happens, you know something needs to be sorted.
And that was enough reason to get her back to the experts and get some tests done, and some treatment administered.
Oh, and just to add potential infection to… well… everything else, Little Miss 6000 has woken up something of a raging sore throat. Great news, as it’s only [checks notes] this weekend that she’s singing in her exam recordings.
Joy.
It’s all rather chaotic here at the moment.